"What do you and Raxon have, hija?" Mother asked, one night. They had just closed the karenderia. I didn't answer right away. "Nothing." How do I call my connection with Raxon, anyway? Even I don’t know what’s up with us. All I know is we enjoy being with each other. She sighed and sat down next to me. "Is he flirting?" "N-Not either... but," she kept looking at me, waiting for me to add. "But, he said he wanted me." She didn't say a single word. He just looked at me as if reading my mind. I know, even if mama doesn't say she's worried about me. "Do you like him?" he asked cautiously. I was stunned and could not answer. What will I say? Even I wasn’t sure how I felt for him. All I know is just, I'm happy whenever he's around. Even though I was stuck looking at him, I still wanted to see him. I always want to hear his husky voice and his sweet words. If that's the basis of liking someone maybe, I really like him. "I don't know..."
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